All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving inI'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skinBut every little thing's a domino that falls on different dotsAnd crashes into everything that tries to make it stop

And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeletonSurrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled inA furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble diceSome people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like mice

And nothing's smelling like a roseBut I don't care if no one's coming up for airI know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore

All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving inI'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skinBut every little thing's a domino that falls on different dotsAnd crashes into everything that tries to make it stop

And nothing's smelling like a roseBut I don't care if no one's coming up for airI know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore